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| 475. Addicted Yesterday was such a great day I feigned illness to go gamble I hacked and coughed to seem so sick So realistic was I that they’d never know Off I went to the big casino The money burned my pants and soul I could feel the luck in my veins On a successful mission I was to go Within minutes of my arrival I hit big The sevens awarded me with green cash The more I played the more I won Quickly adding further riches to my stash I couldn’t lose no matter the game My investments came like falling rain After several hours I was very tired Having increased my winnings by my gain When at last filled with all I won I returned home and nursed my cold I’m addicted to gambling I do admit For winning will never grow old |
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